Army man [online game]

Li Qimu did not log in to the game the next day.

Meng Dazhi sighed secretly, scratched his scalp, and endured it.

He is about to go to the final level of superpowers. Although it is in the game, it is related to the spirit of the human body, so it must be treated with caution, and it cannot be distracted and delayed now.You must know that the unlucky guy he replaced was the source of the last time the game was suspended for maintenance of the server. That guy had a problem in the game and made him mentally disabled. He is still lying in the intensive care unit until now.

Fortunately, Meng Dazhi's nerves are as hard as steel bars, and he forcibly put emotional matters behind his head, so he can concentrate on the next thing.

night.

In the real team where Meng Dazhi was, the temporary captain walked out with a stiff face, and when he came back after a while, he looked at the room where Meng Dazhi was in as if nothing had happened, his eyes were flickering with his head down, and he walked on his own without even pausing. Going back to his own room, he had no intention of disturbing him at all.

When two princes fight, the one who dies will always be the little man who is used as a gun in the middle.

Although Meng Dazhi and Meng Xiangtao are not as exaggerated as "princes", for a soldier like him who has low authority, has worked hard to obtain the qualification for impact abilities, and has no background behind him, Meng Dazhi and Meng Xiang Tao was also not much different from the so-called prince, he was not so stupid to intervene to help one party to assassinate the other, even though it was just to pass a word.

That sentence was about the pastor. He thought about the last time he went on a mission with Meng Dazhi. When he saw the pastor outside the cellar, Meng Dazhi smiled so softly that it made his skin crawl. He was completely firm. No matter whether the words are true or not, and whether the pastor is dead or alive, brain tumor?brain cancer?What if this is an idol drama that a little girl watches?But it has nothing to do with him.

Otherwise, regardless of whether it is true or not, if Meng Dazhi's state of mind is destroyed by a single sentence at this critical moment, and Meng Dazhi's ability to hit the big checkpoint falls short, the unparalleled prestige of the old general behind him will not be able to spare him without Meng Dazhi's action.Last time Meng Xiangtao took advantage of his family's faults and made him spread some news, but now he wants to make a big fuss, does he really regard him as an idiot?

The little captain's thoughts turned, and without changing his face, he returned to the room and deleted the message from his mind.

On the third day, Li Qimu was still not online.

Meng Dazhi waited and waited and couldn't wait, his already sharp-edged face became more and more cold and hard, and occasionally when he walked out of the room, his whole body exuded a faint cold aura that no one should enter.Although he was in a gloomy mood, he also understood his feelings for Li Qimu more clearly.

He is not an idiot at all. In the past, it may be said that Li Qimu's hot and infatuated love overshadowed his affection, or his subconscious machismo and unruly temper made him deceive himself, but now Li Qimu is suddenly so cold After leaving him, he also questioned himself, and the uneasiness and wildfire in his heart were like the Big Dipper in the dark night, which was obvious.

"Yangyouyou, we've known each other for almost a year or two, so it seems like we've known each other for half our lives."

Meng Dazhi murmured in his heart.

In the afternoon, Meng Dazhi couldn't bear it anymore, squeezed out a space, and ran to the internal phone booth to call Li Qimu.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Meng Dazhi occupied the phone booth, and cursed secretly: "Fuck, you said you weren't angry. Could it be that I lost my temper and then lost my temper? That kid, I can't spare him in the future..." He muttered secretly, but in fact he knew that This is just Ah Q's spiritual victory method to make himself more comfortable. If Li Qimu gently exposes his stupid words that are almost humiliating, he is afraid that if he is killed in the future, he will not let similar words come out of his mouth again. pop up.

It was shocking once, and now strictly counted as the second time, is there going to be a third time to completely fall out?

It was not easy for Meng Dazhi to sneak out at this critical moment, and he didn't waste much time, but he was still worried when he didn't hear Li Qimu's voice, so he could only continue to fight non-stop.Five or six times in a row, when he had almost given up, the call was finally connected, and Meng Dazhi heaved a long sigh of relief. The notification sound was like the sound of heaven in his ears.

"Are you still angry? I know I was wrong..."

Meng Dazhi blurted out, lowered his voice and carefully accompanied the smiling face, if his teammates saw his extremely hot Hades face showing such a gesture, his eyes would pop out, and he would roll around on the ground a few times.

The other end of the phone seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then came: "Uh, yes, it's Big Brother Langya?"

When Meng Dazhi heard it, his face sank suddenly, his black eyes under his eyebrows turned cold, and his voice darkened: "Who are you? Where is Qimu?"

"I'm Liu Zhen, oh, I'm called 'Hu Hansan' in the game..."

Liu Zhen replied immediately.

Meng Dazhi frowned, and asked a series of questions: "I asked you about Qimu? Why is his mobile phone in your hand? Why didn't he answer the phone just now?"

When Liu Zhen was asked such a question, his heart suddenly became angry, and he wanted to ask Li Qimu for a few words of justice, such as "Can you care about him a little more", but then remembered Li Qimu's character, and quickly suppressed his thoughts, his tone He also stiffened: "I'm taking care of my elder brother. His mobile phone was set to vibrate in the hospital yesterday, but he didn't switch it back after he came back. He threw it on the sofa just now. I didn't notice it in the bedroom. I saw your call when I came out to pour water. of."

When Meng Dazhi heard about the hospital, his heart skipped a beat: "Hospital? How did he get to the hospital? What's wrong with him, does he still need your care?" An ominous premonition surged in his heart, as if he was frightened.He seemed to have finally realized that Li Qimu was not made of iron.

Hearing that he was anxious, Liu Zhen sneered at the corner of his mouth, looked up at the direction of the bedroom, and finally told the truth: "Brother has a headache, I went to the hospital for an examination yesterday, and there is no major problem. The hospital said it was caused by neurasthenia, long-term fatigue and anxiety. , needs to rest. I am here to take care of him, he has just taken medicine and is now asleep, if you have anything to do, tell me first, and I will tell him when he wakes up."

Only then did Meng Dazhi heave a sigh of relief, but at the same time he felt a twinge of pity and guilt. Even if he didn't know what Li Qimu had experienced recently, he could understand that it must have something to do with him. At one time, I felt that thousands of words rushed to my throat, but now it's not Li Qimu on the other end of the phone.

After a pause, Meng Dazhi clenched his fists, and then said to Liu Zhen calmly, "Oh, that's it, that's it, you boy take good care of my son, I will go back and hold a banquet to thank you."

Hearing that he justly called Li Qimu "my son", Liu Zhen felt envious, jealous and hated, and immediately pushed back: "He's my big brother, I'm happy to take care of him, it's none of your business!" Hang up immediately After getting off the phone, he no longer listened to Meng Dazhi's extremely frightening tone.

Meng Dazhi ignored him, just thinking about Li Qimu, slowly hung up the phone, his face was black and bluffing, and he was secretly worried, but now he can't fall short, just wait to finish this checkpoint quickly, no matter whether he succeeds or not, he hastened to go back, He had to see with his own eyes whether Li Qimu was safe and sound before he could truly rest assured.

When I turned around and slipped back, I finally came back to my senses, and couldn't help muttering bitterly: "Damn you little bastard, you've been thinking wildly all day, have you figured out something wrong? I already told you, kid, that if I don't know how to look for someone else, I'll just follow you." It's over, I sold you more than [-] catties of meat, and you touched and played with it, and I didn't ask you to do any work, I almost didn't let you do it, why don't you Don't worry, it's grass!"

Cursing angrily and worriedly in his heart, he kicked a layer of bark off a small tree passing by.

Meng Dazhi slipped back in time, because only 10 minutes later, the place where he was located was completely sealed off, and the preparations for the big impact of abilities began, and the formal impact would have to be carried out in the game at the same time at night.

At that time, it will be a matter of one step whether the carp leaps over the dragon's gate or continues to knock down the mortal womb.

Meng Dazhi waited for the scheduled time to come, and at the same time he took a break from his busy schedule, thinking about all the things he had done since he came into contact with Li Qimu.Seriously speaking, nothing dramatic happened between them, and even if there was friction, it was mostly caused by Meng Dazhi asking for trouble.

But it's not a solution to keep shaking, otherwise, wouldn't it be playing with Li Qimu's feelings? That's not a thing.

Thinking about the previous thinking and the serious consequences that may be brought about by swaying like this, Meng Dazhi couldn't help but feel a little guilty.Li Qimu has always been accommodating to him, the old man, accompanying him to warm him and waiting for him to express his heart, but he seems to understand his virtue, secretly enjoying Li Qimu's care and love, ambiguous and careless... …

Meng Dazhi became more and more enlightened—could there have been some major incidents between the two of them, such as anger and grievances, and the ups and downs of mountains and rivers, that Meng Dazhi repented and confessed that he didn't know when he had fallen in love with Li Qimu?That's the real shit.

In an instant, Meng Dazhi thought of Li Qimu's recent illness, he didn't even keep his phone by his side, and Liu Zhen was still taking care of him.I went to the hospital for an examination, and after I came back, I didn’t even answer his phone, and I didn’t enter the game to wait for him to communicate. It seems unusual...

Meng Dazhi felt uneasy in his heart, his face was also black and stiff, and his whole body felt awkward as if he had been stabbed by thorns.

……

People who are sick often feel depressed. Perhaps the physical discomfort leads to low spirits, so that they can't suppress the negative thoughts in the past. Therefore, ordinary trivial things will pick out unusual negative places in the eyes of patients.

It's not that Li Qimu has never been ill. The experience of returning from the half-circle of the ghost gate in the last car accident also made his mental state more stable, but at this time, he couldn't control his thinking for no reason. It's just that no matter how much Liu Zhen was amused, he couldn't be happy, and he was extremely prone to fatigue. He had just woken up, and after a while, he became sleepy again.

Another two or three days.

"...It's okay, brother, I'm happy to take care of you."

Liu Zhenman has been planning to take care of Li Qimu for five days. He eats and stays here, but sleeps on the sofa at night, so he doesn't take advantage of Li Qimu when he is in danger.Facing Li Qimu's thanks now, he was a little overwhelmed and scratched his head in foolish joy.

Looking at his handsome and sincere face, Li Qimu couldn't help feeling a little moved in his heart, but he knew what to say and what to say, and he also knew that emotional issues must not be ambiguous, and he must not use sympathy as an excuse to be indecisive, otherwise he would harm others and himself .

He has Meng Dazhi, and he can't hold others in his heart, so after thanking him, he patted Liu Zhen on the shoulder, as if facing his blood brother Li Qizhong, and said with a smile: "I had a lot less headache yesterday, and I can take care of myself, don't you?" Just don't worry, another day will pass now, I can run and jump, you have nothing to worry about. Go back quickly. You call me big brother, and I won't treat you politely."

Liu Zhen knew that he was telling the truth, but he was so reluctant to part with it, his face collapsed, and he muttered: "I took a week off..."

Li Qimu raised his thick eyebrows, with a smile and strict requirements: "No, hurry up and pack up and go to class. The final exam, winter vacation, and New Year's are coming. I also know your usual subject scores. You can't do it during the New Year's Eve." Failure. Also, if your parents don’t have time to go back to China during the Spring Festival today, you can go home with me to celebrate the New Year. Didn’t my mother recognize you as a godson?”

Liu Zhen felt warm and joyful in his heart, and then he timidly prepared to leave.

After sending Liu Zhen away, closing the door and locking it upside down, the smile on Li Qimu's face disappeared.My heart was still flustered with exhaustion, and I couldn't figure out what was going on.

After a while, I called my mother's mobile phone, talked and laughed with my mother for a while, and felt much more comfortable.

But when I was alone again, I felt more and more unaccompanied and lonely in the world.

This tossing is really terrible. Li Qimu focuses on reality, and his own body is the most important thing to study now.

"Spiritual weakness? Not at all. My abilities have come out, and my spirit is at least twice as strong as that of ordinary people. How could I be mentally weak? Moreover, my ability has not disappeared, and it is even more stable and peaceful than before. easy……"

Li Qimu still couldn't figure it out, but after a few days of experimentation and guessing, and comparing his accumulation of studies, he could probably predict that the current state should not only have no disadvantages for him, but a sign of benefits.

He speculated, "Maybe it's a kind of growth and promotion of the spirit. However, when my spirit, which was not weak at first, was raised to a higher level, my body couldn't bear it, so I had a splitting headache when my spirit was promoted and strengthened. And now the promotion and strengthening of the spirit has passed, although the spirit has not recovered, just seeing that my ability is more stable and relaxed, I know that the promotion and strengthening during this period of time is successful."

If these conjectures are correct, then that is to say, during this period of time, Li Qimu was full of energy, which led to quantitative changes and qualitative changes, and his spirit became more solid, but relatively speaking, he also appeared "weakened"-this is as if he was originally full of energy. A full bowl of sugar water evaporates most of the water vapor, leaving only thick honey juice, and the honey juice is less than half the bowl, making the mouth of the bowl seem empty.

If it is correct, this is the promotion, strengthening and sublimation of "cultivation base".

Intellectually speaking, this possibility is a manifestation of Li Qimu's talent awakening, hard training, and unrelenting letting go of the flow, combined with the reality, it is [-]% to [-]% certain, which is a happy event, but Li Qimu's heart is calm, Still can't feel much happiness, it's very baffling, isn't it?

Li Qimu rubbed his brows, couldn't help but miss Meng Dazhi, lay alone on the bed and thought about it for a while, I don't know how many times he wanted to enter the game, but he couldn't open the game client at all because of the constant headache and weakness due to the emptiness of mental power. Can only give up again.

"It's been five days, and I still can't enter the game. What is Meng Dazhi doing these days? Is there anything I can help?"

Li Qimu's thoughts fluctuated, and his temples felt slightly swollen and painful.

Suppressing his emotions and no longer thinking about love, Li Qimu tried to sense his own spiritual power as before, and then sensed his own body veins according to the basic method of Taoist breathing practice.But after a moment he was forced to stop.

——Even if the mental power is really promoted and sublimated, Li Qimu does not have suitable resources to assist in recovery, and all rely on his own body to support and rest. It's a killing headache.It's like no matter how thick a person's blood is, if there is too much blood, if there is too little left, he will still be weak.

"How to recover this mental strength? Apart from rest, how can I replenish it as soon as possible?"

Li Qimu slammed the bed hard, and lay down tiredly.

Although the headache is much lighter now, there are also intermittent attacks, and I don't know when I fell asleep again, and I frowned when I was asleep.

I woke up with a headache again in the evening, got up and ate something casually, drank hot porridge, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I looked at the street lamp lights outside the window under the dim light of the desk lamp, feeling calm and empty.

……

It was completely dark.

It took a long time to prepare for the impact of the ability, but the impact took less than an hour.

An hour later, most of the high-end special forces who participated in this attack with great anticipation quit the game unwillingly and opened their eyes.

Meng Dazhi is also one of them.For nearly an hour before, his ferocity and perseverance did not add much to his talent. Under the impact of the mysterious power in the game, his strong physique, ferocious strength, and willpower as strong as King Kong , without the slightest strength to move forward, and can only barely maintain his sanity.

Until he slumped out of the game, until all the spirit and energy in his body were drawn out, shattered, and annihilated by the game client, nothing was left, and he did not realize the slightest sign of supernatural powers—even if there was a game Assisted by the extremely gentle mysterious power in the middle, his spiritual talent has always been stubborn, as if he is just a sticky hill, not a lush tree.

99 points of hard work and 99 point of talent.Meng Dazhi suddenly remembered this sentence.Without that bit of talent, [-] is not a hundred.

Failed.During that time, how many times he called Li Qimu around and got angry at Li Qimu in a irrational manner, but up to now it has only resulted in an impossible failure.He seems to be a monkey in a zoo jumping around, which is extremely ridiculous.

Fortunately, at the critical moment of the failure, he still had a sliver of tenacity and reason, knowing to quit the client immediately, otherwise, even if he would not become a vegetable under the protection measures of the game, at least he would end up with a severe mental damage. Only in order to recuperate and recover.

I'm afraid that among the people who are waking up now, many of them will end up in this mentally traumatized situation. I don't know what to choose. In this supernatural attack, the dead-faced struggle is not synonymous with perseverance, but a manifestation of recklessness and irresponsibility. .

"Boy Qimu, brother is not as smart as you, and not as talented as you. Why do you like brother so much? Is that worth your attention?"

Meng Dazhi was extremely disappointed, but he was not dead, he just sighed lightly in his heart, the corners of his mouth and brows did not know when to relax, with a little smile on his face.Then I thought that Li Qimu was ill, was he mentally weak?Because of his great ambition?

Meng Dazhi frowned, worried and wanted to get up immediately and rush back to his and Li Qimu's nest, but his body was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to sit, so he could only lie down to rest and recover.

Now he has completely put aside the matter of supernatural powers, and he has completely let go of his mind, and is no longer obsessed with the success of supernatural powers.He has always thought of himself as a man who can afford it and let it go, it's not his character to chirp - of course, when facing Li Qimu, he can occasionally chirp twice as an exception, lover, don't you just have to pamper him ?

After thinking wildly for a while, the worry and longing for Li Qimu that had been suppressed in his heart were completely filled.

After resting for more than half an hour, Meng Dazhi gained some strength and could no longer lie down. He got up and wiped his sweat. He picked up the stored rations and stuffed them in his mouth to chew and swallow. Energy, just opened the door and walked out, holding the documents, encountered interrogation, but unexpectedly did not encounter obstacles.

Slipped to the internal phone, wanted to call Li Qimu, but found that the place had already been occupied by an acquaintance, so he walked over and said hello casually: "Oh, captain, you failed too? Can I use the phone booth? The one at my house Kouzi is sick, you have to talk to him."

……

Li Qimu has slept enough these days, and now it is the time when he is suffering from a headache, unable to fall asleep, can't stop thinking about Meng Dazhi, wanting to hug him tightly, or to be hugged by him, and suddenly thinks, if at that time, if When I first met Meng Dazhi, if he hadn't walked over when Meng Dazhi was looking at him, would everything after that not be so tiring?

The yellowed old pictures of that day reappeared in front of my eyes again. The thin little boy had scars on his hands. In the end, he just watched the kite flying wildly away. The kite could not be restrained, and the sky was his. belong.

Meng Dazhi, how long is he going to hang around outside?In the end is to go or to stay?

Li Qimu seemed to be being played around by Meng Dazhi willingly.

He has no turning back, he can't help himself, he can't help himself, if he falls in love, he is in love.So the messy mess of emotions is entangled again and again, over and over again, as long as a foot wrap, which makes people tired and unable to escape.

If I really missed Meng Dazhi at the beginning, maybe I will meet another person in the future, and the love with that person may be more free and easy, maybe... well, it is too late to leave without any ties I can't do without, what else can I think about.

Li Qimu leaned against the head of the bed, sitting cross-legged and motionless like an old monk in meditation, turning his head to look at the direction of the streetlight outside the window, his eyes were dark and peaceful in the dark room.The matter has come to this point, time cannot be turned back, and he has never regretted it, just a little emotion, which is nothing, so he is not moved or angry, nor hurt or wronged.

He just sat silently, thinking of the fortitude and sexy Meng Dazhi, listening to his own even breathing, until unconsciously, a faint paleness of the sky appeared outside the window.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, one after another.

Li Qimu came back to his senses in a daze, feeling slightly puzzled, who would knock on his door?

He wanted to get up and go to open the door, but he didn't move all night, his legs were already completely numb, and he couldn't move a bit.

He couldn't get out of bed for a while, the person who knocked on the door was obviously in a hurry, he knocked on the door loudly, it was more like a knock than a knock, but he didn't know why he didn't break in. At the same time, a simple and honest The voice came, sweeping away the laxity of the past, it seemed low and anxious: "Li Qimu, can you hear me? It's me..."

Li Qimu was stunned for a moment and wondered, did he have a headache and hallucination?Really Meng Dazhi?

"Li Qimu, Qimu boy! Can you fucking hear me? Are you in there, can you make a sound?"

Listen carefully, Meng Dazhi obviously tried to calm down, but he was actually panting heavily and trembling with panic, "Li Qimu! Li Qimu, if you don't say anything, I'm going to kick the door!"

Li Qimu blinked his eyes, the sluggishness of a sleepless night, and the surprise of suddenly hearing Meng Dazhi appearing outside the door all disappeared in an instant, and he immediately came back to his senses, and raised his voice: "Stop shouting, don't kick the door. just come."

All the sounds outside the door disappeared at this moment, and the dawn returned to silence.

Li Qimu barely moved his legs to get out of bed, and he used the crutches to keep his numb legs from going limp.

Opening the door, Meng Dazhi was in a panic outside.

Meng Dazhi was only wearing unlined clothing, and even this thin special forces uniform shirt was soaked in sweat, sticking wetly to his muscular muscles, outlining the outline of a strong and strong man. I don't know if the buttons on his chest were pulled or not. How come three of them were opened, and two thick and well-proportioned smooth chest muscles were half exposed, a kind of masculinity and sex appeal that overwhelmed Li Qimu, who opened the door, instantly sinking.

Li Qimu came to his senses in an instant, and hurried to pull him: "Why are you back? Come in quickly, don't catch a cold..."

Meng Dazhi saw that his expression of surprise and naturalness did not seem to be false, and there was no sign or expression of a serious and terminal illness, so his heart finally relaxed slightly. It coincided with the guess related to Meng Xiangtao, but his body was filled with lead. It seemed stiff and motionless.

"See what I do? Come in."

Li Qimu touched his wet arm, frowned, pulled him forcefully closer to the house, and closed the door again.

Meng Dazhi let him pull him docilely, unknown water marks remained on the chiseled outline, he only stared at Li Qimu, his eyes were black and bright, fierce and red, suddenly he stretched out his arms fiercely and tightly Hugging Li Qimu, as if trying to strangle him, a hoarse voice sounded in Li Qimu's ear, vaguely filled with inexplicable joy and trembling: "Little bastard, I knew you were fine, I was scared to death."

Li Qimu was hugged too tightly by him, and he could feel the vigor and strength of his muscles as well as the abnormal stiffness, so he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Li Qimu vaguely guessed something, didn't say anything more, closed his eyes and hugged Meng Dazhi's thin and strong waist with his backhand, his hands grasped and relaxed on Meng Dazhi's broad and strong back, and deeply smelled the fresh and masculine sweat of Meng Dazhi, Unknowingly, there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Meng Dazhi also hugged him firmly, feeling the body that was still warm in his arms, his panicked heart finally fell back slowly.He rested his chin on Li Qimu's shoulder, and said in a low and hoarse voice like he was talking to himself: "The old man knows that I have a strong temper, that as soon as I enter the secret department, I will jump headlong into supernatural powers, and that even if I know that I am not talented Maybe he will keep rushing towards the supernatural ability, if that's the case, brother... But that old miscellaneous hair finally miscalculated this time, I am not his white-eyed wolf, I will not wait until the matter develops to irreversible serious consequences. Self-pity and self-pity regret...Brother is back, and I will never leave again...Even if you chase me away, I will not leave, anyway, the muddy water is getting more and more muddy. Now that I have you, I have to cherish this little life , we won't be able to play with him anymore..."

Meng Dazhi spoke intermittently, speaking to himself and also to Li Qimu, the more he spoke, the more stable his voice became, the previous fear and trembling disappeared without a trace, instead he brought on the similar indifference as before, but there was a clear understanding in his inattention warmth.

Li Qimu was startled when he heard this, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He hugged Meng Dazhi foolishly, opened his mouth but didn't say anything. ?”

If a straight man is willing to lie down with his legs open for you, then this man has at least one-third of his love for you.

For Li Qimu, this is a word that "can prove a third of love".

Meng Dazhi froze slightly when he heard that, then raised his thick eyebrows, and raised the corners of his mouth angrily, trying to make fun of him, but suddenly felt Li Qimu's nervousness, so he closed his mouth in silence again.He suddenly understood why Li Qimu insisted on such a request. He was unwilling in every possible way before, but now he vaguely felt that as long as it was Li Qimu, it didn't matter what his posture was.

"Isn't it just to lose face, it's up to you to make troubles, as long as you are happy."

If this is a love story, Meng Dazhi feels that this can be regarded as a confession that he has risked everything.

They don't need tears, their love has just begun, and their lives have just begun to merge into one. Maybe it's ordinary, maybe it's inevitable, maybe there's no big ups and downs, vigorous passion, but this is the real and smart of them.

Not all love hopes to be sharpened and proved by great sorrow and great joy.In most people's lives, there are only small things going back and forth, threading needles and threads. Only by seeing the true feelings and sincerity in small things, and then assisting one's words and deeds step by step, can one gain a life without late love and regret.

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The author has something to say: There are two interruptions in this book, and I thank you all for patiently accompanying me through this story.

Finally, bless them in the story, and bless you and me in reality.

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